Sonnet I*.
To the right worshipfull, my singular good frend, M. Gabriell Harvey, Doctor of the Lawes. Harvey, the happy above happiest men I read**; that, sitting like a looker-on Of this worldes stage, doest note with critique pen The sharpe dislikes of each condition: And, as one carelesse of suspition, Ne fawnest for the favour of the great, Ne fearest foolish reprehension Of faulty men, which daunger to thee threat: But freely doest of what thee list entreat,@ Like a great lord of peerelesse liberty, Lifting the good up to high Honours seat, And the evill damning evermore to dy: For life and death is in thy doomeful writing; So thy renowme lives ever by endighting. Dublin, this xviij. of July, 1586. Your devoted friend, during life, EDMUND SPENCER.
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"To the right worshipfull, my singular good frend, M. Gabriell Harvey, Doctor of the Lawes...."
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